Here I stand with depression in my head, just wishing that I was still in bed.
I see the people who tell me to go die and I listen to them, just wanting to fly.
I feel the knots in my stomach take form, people are still calling me a useless worm.
It may seem like I don't care, but that's not true. It's that type of pain I cannot bare, but it is something I don't share.
They call me a whore and that makes me sick because I am pretty darn sure I haven't touched anyone's dick.
My fever begins to rise when I listen to their horrible lies. They say the only things I can attract are flies.
I begin to get dizzy when they say I am prissy or a little sissy.
I know they want just want me to cry or just die.
But in end I feel no need to make myself bleed and cry before I go to sleep.
Because I am strong, but don't get me wrong. Those words can cut deep, making it harder to sleep.
So, don't bully. You can end someone else's life just like that, quickier than a tip of a hat. So please, don't do that.
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RandomJust some random stuff, some could be happy and some can be sad af. Most of these will tell how I feel.